National Beauty

New Year's Day, a new year, a new year.

Before dawn, the firecrackers in the Guogong's Mansion were set up, and the firecrackers were crackling and earth-shattering. Song Jianing was awakened by the sound, and did not feel any irritation to get up, lying lazily on the bed, listening to one after another in the house. Listening, Song Jianing looked in a daze, remembering her last life, the first day of the year when she was eleven.

At that time, my mother was already lingering on a sick bed, and her figure was thin. Although it was Chinese New Year, there was not a trace of new year at home, and the mother's room was as always with the bitter medicine smell. She was ignorant, but she was sad and didn't know how to comfort her. Then she watched her mother lose weight day by day. In autumn, the fragrance disappeared.

The grief of the bereaved mother suddenly came to his mind, Song Jianing's vision was blurred, and the dark sleeping tent seemed to have become an unreal net, making everything in the past year illusory. Is she really born again? Did she really change the lives of her and her mother? Could it be that after choking, she entered the Yincao dungeon and entered Beijing with her mother was just a yellow beam dream?

Song Jianing was suddenly panicked. She was afraid that these were all fakes. She couldn't wait to see her mother to make sure with her own eyes that her mother was really fine!

"Jiu'er!" Song Jianing opened the tent and called, her voice anxious.

It was Shuang'er who watched the night last night, because it was the first day of the first lunar month, and the people who were waiting on the night woke up half an hour earlier than usual. Hearing the master's summons, the twins who had just wiped the table immediately carried their lamps and pushed in. The soft light dispelled the darkness in the room and also dispelled the panic in Song Jianing's heart. She stared at Shuang'er blankly, and finally suppressed her anxiety by reason, and told Shuang'er: "Go and see if Madam is up."

"What's the matter with the girl?" Seeing her look was wrong, the pair asked nervously.

Song Jianing smiled brightly: "It's okay, I have a nightmare, and suddenly miss my mother very much."

Shuang'er believed in doubt, first persuaded Song Jianing to lie down again, she carried the lantern and went to Huanyueju. The gatekeeper had already opened the gate of the courtyard and welcomed her in with a smile, and the two came all the way to the Shangfang. From a distance, they saw Qiuyue and Caiwei standing under the eaves of the porch. They didn’t look like they were going in to serve, and there was no other waiter in the yard. The little maid.

The twins were a little strange. Just when she was about to come forward and Cai Wei was about to greet her for questioning, the sound of firecrackers from all over the Guogong Mansion fell at the same time for a short time, and there was a sudden uncontrollable sound from the landlord’s window. Sobbing, it was like a young warbler flying and falling from mid-air suddenly, helplessly begging, and all three maidservants had their legs weakened.

"Is there anything?" Cai Wei asked in an embarrassing manner, secretly hoping that she would not hear her.

Shuang'er pretended not to hear, and smiled: "The four girls woke up early today, tell me to see if the wife is up."

Plucking looked at the window, and thought for a while and said: "Wait another two quarters of an hour." It has been half an hour, although there is a longer time, but the first day of the new year, I believe the Lord of the country knows.

Shuang'er blushed and left with a beating heart. After blowing in the cold wind for a while, he returned to Song Jianing. Shuang'er had recovered his usual stability, and said softly, "Girl, the madam hasn't got up yet. You can wait another two quarters of an hour."

Song Jianing nodded, and lay down on the bed sorrowfully, guessing that it was almost done. She immediately got up to wash, and quickly went to her mother after she was dressed up. Huan Yueju, Lin remembered, but his legs shivered when they moved. Guo Boyan smiled and told her to lie down for a while. He got out of bed to clean up, walked out of the hall, and ran into his little daughter head-on. The big red lantern was hung on the eaves of the corridor, and the little girl walked upside down in a plum-red cloak, her slapped face resembling Lin's.

Guo Boyan smiled, and stood at the door with his hand in hand, waiting.

"Father is up, and my daughter wishes my father good health and all the best in the New Year." Song Jianing walked a few steps quickly, greeting New Year well.

Guo Boyan looked at his daughter in front of him, his demeanor and generous gaze no longer dodged, no longer the cowering state when he first entered the mansion, he was in a good mood, touched his daughter's head, and said cheerfully: "Okay, go to your mother first. , In a moment your brothers and sisters will come and send you a red seal for your father."

Song Jianing smiled.

Watching the stepfather go, Song Jianing turned around and ran inside, opened the curtain of the inner room and went around the screen, and saw his mother wearing a water-red shirt sitting on the edge of the bed, about to wear the outer robe. The mother's long black and shiny hair was scattered over her shoulders, her face pale in memory, now as rosy as a peony, her apricot eyes squiggly, and her fascination.

"An An?" The lazy daughter ran over early in the morning and stared at her blankly. Lin was very confused and called out while she was getting dressed.

Song Jianing returned to his senses, and then looked at her mother who lived more moisturized than she expected. Song Jianing leaped into her mother's arms with satisfaction and hugged her tightly: "Mother, I dreamed of you last night and missed you especially."

Lin froze, then bowed her head and kissed her dear baby daughter hard: "It's a coincidence, my mother also dreamed of An'an." When she dreamed that her daughter was eating oranges first, she asked the maid to take the oranges. What turned out to be a red pomegranate, held it in his arms and ate it, a pair of chubby hands were covered with juice.

Song Jianing looked up, and the two of you looked at me and I looked at you, thinking about their own dreams, but they all smiled.

As Lai watched her mother wash her face and comb her hair, Song Jianing's heart was completely settled down. His previous life and this life were really different.

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The seventh banquet at the National Palace Mansion. On the morning of the sixth day, Liu came to visit relatives with a pair of children. Lin hosted his sister-in-law in his Huanyueju.

"Happy new year for my aunt!" Song Jianing got the news and rushed back from the wife, entered the door and said sweetly.

"Okay, the longer we An'an, the better it looks." Liu clan took his niece's hand and looked at it carefully. The Lin family hosted a banquet a year ago. Song Jianing didn’t go because of a long bubble in his mouth. Only Guo Boyan and his wife went. Therefore, today is the first time that the Liu family saw his niece after Lin married into the Guogong’s mansion. After a month, Liu looked closely at his niece, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's the Guogong Mansion. Look at An'an. How long is it? It's like a prostitute of official family. It's really promising."

Song Jianing smiled shyly, broke away from his aunt, and talked to his cousin and cousin.

The children were talking about the children. Lin curiously asked Liu, "Why did my sister-in-law come today?"

The Liu family once again looked at the sister-in-law’s Huan Yueju, and then whispered in a low voice: "My sister is married well, the grandpa treats you sincerely and does not dislike us. To be honest, grandpa is willing to go to our house for a meal. , Sister-in-law, I have already earned enough face. We won’t be here tomorrow, just let your eldest brother come over and gain more knowledge."

She knows herself well, and the grandfather of the country can value them, but the Guo family and friends are either rich or noble. Those noble ladies will definitely disdain to be at the same table with her as a businessman's wife. Then she will be uncomfortable, the distinguished guests will not like it, and the sister-in-law will not be able to handle it. She stayed at home, and the sister-in-law didn't have to be bothered by her when she treated guests, and the scenery was so beautiful. Anyway, as long as the sister-in-law had a good life, the Lin family would be happy, and someone would open the door to the Lin family's business.

Compared with face, Liu's value is more affordable.

Lin looked at the sister-in-law opposite, and said with emotion for a long while: “It’s his blessing to be able to marry a sister-in-law.” The sister-in-law may not be generous in trivial matters, but when it comes to business matters, the sister-in-law is always considerate. Lin sincerely invites the sister-in-law. Come to the table, but she must admit that her sister-in-law's absence did save her some trouble.

"What a blessing, your sister is his greatest nobleman." Liu Shi said with a smile.

The sister-in-law talked very happily, and when Guo Boyan came back in the evening, Lin mentioned this matter. Guo Boyan was quite surprised. He silently compared the Liu family with Aunt Tan. He sneered: "What about the merchant’s wife, some officials’ wives are inferior to the merchant." If Aunt Tan is half virtuous in the Liu family, he would not neglect the Tan family. Only let the son maintain relatives.

He doesn't like Aunt Tan, but Aunt Tan is proud to be married to the Guo family. She brought her sons and daughters to the house early on the sixth day of the sixth year. Lin was busy entertaining distinguished guests from various houses, and was not free and didn't want to be polite with her. Ting Fang took the initiative to accompany her aunt. Seeing her aunt seated, she looked around frequently. Ting Fang whispered, "Is my aunt looking for someone?"

Aunt Tan glanced around again, and then she leaned in her niece's ear and asked, "You didn't post to the Lin family?"

Ting Fang really didn't know what was going on. He looked around and said, "Probably not here yet." His father has gone to Lin's house as a guest, so he shouldn't object.

But until the end of the banquet, Liu did not show up.

Aunt Tan was suffocated because of Guo Boyan's visit to the Lin family. Today, she all vented and consciously recovered her face. After all, Guo Boyan invited her. When bidding farewell to Lin, Aunt Tan deliberately asked, "Why didn't you see Aunt Jianing? I also want to ask her if there are any fresh materials in her store recently. Spring is coming soon, and I want to make some new clothes for Xiangyu."

The Jinxiufang of the Lin family is one of the best silk and satin shops in Beijing.

Lin said politely: "Madam likes it, I will send a message to my sister-in-law and ask her to send two horses to the house."

Seeing that she was avoiding the question that her mother's family was not invited, Aunt Tan guessed that Lin was not feeling well, so she did not continue to fall into the trap, and Chunfeng went away triumphantly. Back at her home, Aunt Tan couldn't help but say to the pair of children: "The Lord Guo didn't invite the Lin family to a banquet. It seems that he didn't regard the Lin family as a serious relative and walk around."

Tan Xiangyu nodded.

Tan Wenli sneered and said ironically: "Who told my mother? I can see clearly in the front yard. My uncle arranged Lin Zhengdao at General Han's table. He also toasted a drink at the table. Those who didn't know thought that Lin Zhengdao is a new official in Beijing."

These words were tantamount to a slap on the face of Aunt Tan, and she couldn't smile immediately.

She deliberately compares herself with Lin's family. Lin didn't take Aunt Tan to heart. Recently, she was worrying about her menstrual affairs. Since the death of her ex-husband, she has been overwhelmed with worry, and her menstrual affairs have gradually become chaotic. Sooner and later, it has been a full month since she married into Guo's family. The menstrual affairs have not yet come, is it a pure physical problem, or...

Lin's mood is complicated.

When she was at a loss, the concubine Shu in the palace sent someone to spread the word, asking the family members to enter the palace to admire the lanterns on the night of the Spring Festival.

Song Jianing resisted and pursed her mouth: "Mother, can I do it if I don't?" Princess Duanhui hates her so much, so why should she go in front of others.

Lin nodded her daughter's forehead: "If you don't go, what should I do if you misunderstand that you are still angry with the princess?"

Song Jianing sighed, dealing with nobles, really tired.